Monday, October 02, 2006

Manny checks out the menu at the Vienna Cafeon Xiaoxin Rd, near Shanxi Rd, Shanghai:Phil and Manny read a mag while waiting to order:Manny eyes off the dubious Shanghai water......and then decides on a latte instead:Manny gazes longingly at the rainy garden courtyard:("Hello my god... it's Manny here... there's nothing much I want to say, just hellooooo my god..." --this will be totally lost on any non-Aussies, but ten points to anyone in Oz who recognises Manny's song)

Manny has to be talked down from a ledge when the waiter forgets his sandwhich:Finally the sandwhich arrives:And then of course dessert:All tuckered out, Manny needs a Napkin Nap:Manny gets busted doing a line in the bathroom(The poor guy doesnt realise that without nostrils or a central nervous system he can neither snort nor get high... and I have it on good authority that sugar is not an illegal substance...):Manny decides whether to use Visa or an ATM card to pay the bill:...and goes for cash in the end:Finally it's time to head home on the scooter

I know, I know- I've been singing that song all day. The funny thing is that it turns out that liz and I went to highshchool with the little boy from the ad! The poor kid had to put up with a lot of crap when everyone found out it was him.

About Me

Tales from a self-proclaimed Aussie Nomad in Shanghai.
It took me all of my first 20 years to leave Australia, finally ending up in Dili, East Timor in 2000. Since then I haven't wanted to stop traveling. Yet, as simply holidaying doesn't quite scratch the travel-bug's itch, I much prefer to live, work and play in the countries I visit. In my opinion, as insane as it can make you at times, cultural immersion is much more fulfilling than a postcard holiday.
Now I am living in Shanghai, with my better half, Philippe, and 20 million others. An artist, teacher and nomad, I embarked on this latest journey in August 2005.
And like the best journeys, its final destination is a mystery.